blessingone | [backdated to October 30]

[backdated to October 30]

[So, Fenimore has been hermiting away in House 34 for the past few days. She really isn't liking where the village was going. Okay, so there are spiders and rats (bats are okay, assuming they didn't learn about the myth of flying into people's hair). Okay, so there are ghosts everywhere (even if she'd so far been safe from pranks, since Grune was a very good source of the candy they demanded). But mostly.........it's foggy.

It sounds silly to say, but that's the part that spooks her the most. A couple of years ago, things went pretty bad when it got misty, so she's feeling extremely jumpy. Of course, holing up in House 34 really hadn't worked for her at that time, even with Shirley around to help, and she'd rather abandon ship completely, but right now, she's the only one left to look after Sophie. And Grune. Maybe the latter even more so. So she's going to have to suck it up.

But then Grune's unstoppable thirst for baking has started to empty the fridge and Grune's attempts at shopping were often...less than successful. If it was just her, she'd honestly prefer to go hungry than venture out into the foggy village, but Sophie is a little kid and shouldn't be made to go without. So, it is time to gird her loins and....

...ask the village for advice.]

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Hey. [She sounds rather subdued compared to her normal.] Has anyone...seen anything strange around? I mean -- not the ghosts or anything. Well, maybe the ghosts. Are they really just asking for candy? [She's not really sure whether she'd have to worry about them if she goes out during the day, but she hasn't exactly investigated about them, either.]

But...what I meant was...seeing things that aren't there, or...hearing things in the mist. That sort of thing. It's just...it's not usually this quiet around this time of year. [You know. Draft aside. But she hasn't heard much about that yet.] I wasn't sure if it was really safe to go out right now.

[Okay, that should do it. Although....] ...Thanks, I guess.

[Okay, now done.]

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[Late in the afternoon of the 30th, she'll have finally ~~run out of milk~~ worked up the nerve to go out, so she can be found trying to make her way to the grocery store. It's not always a smooth journey, though. Aside from the rats and spiders on both ways, it starts to get dark before she manages to get all the way back -- such is what happens when you put things off too long -- and ghostly activity picks up. Now that she's not in the house that gives away so many treats, she is a fine target for pranks. Pranks which include (but are not limited to) invisibibly picking her up by her grocery bag until her feet start to leave the ground, kicking wildly. Ghosts, man. Bad business.]

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[Spock glances at his companion with a raised eye-brow...]

Was that not a valid question? I am curious because she said she was a 'force'... and I had wondered what that entailed.

[...She blinks.]

A what?

[Spock gives her a neutral look... with an added eyebrow raise...]

Since I can safely assume that you heard me the first time, I will not repeat myself. Though now I wonder if you and her are the same.

However, I do not wish to pry, I was merely curious. She informed me that a room-mate of hers called her that.

[...Was Norma pulling some kind of practical joke? It didn't really sound like a joke she would make, but she doesn't really know Norma that well. Certainly it couldn't be Walter....

She waves a hand dismissively.] No, we're not anything like that. She's [tiny hesitation] human, right? I don't know what you got told, but she must have gotten it mixed up. There's no one like that from our world.

[Fenimore can be pretty dense at times, as well as firm in her preconceptions.]

I see. [That was believable. His conversations with Grune implied that she was a rather simple female with a kind disposition... but there was something about her that implied so much more. However, he would not pursue this issue.]

Very well. I apologise for the intruding questions. Grune is a very kind individual, and she was most welcoming to me when I first arrive in Luceti, so I was merely curious about her nature.
May I inquire as to how long you have been here?

It's fine. It was just a weird question. [Or at least she is going to pretend that she wasn't perturbed by him questioning the species of those around her.]

I've been here for...well, in a couple of months, I'll have been here for...three years. [She sounds actually a little surprised, as she doesn't really think about it that much.] ...But most people don't stay for that long. It's...not really something you may have to worry about.

[Spock is slightly amused at the mannerisms of this girl...]

Given the nature of Luceti, I would have assumed that inquiring about the various species found here would not be considered 'weird'.

And you imply that I am 'worried'.... such is not the case. I am merely curious.

However, you have been here for a rather extensive time... a rarity for certain.
Your knowledge of this place must be vast... [Not that Spock was trying to dig for information or anything....]

I...maybe it's just me, but species hasn't really come up very much. [Though she is starting to give his ears a curious look.]

And I wouldn't say my knowledge is really vast. I'm not really the kind of person who figures these sorts of things out. I just...listen sometimes. ...If you're looking for people who know a lot, you'd probably be better to talk to Albert. Or Raine -- she wrote the guide.

Indeed? [Spock looks slightly confused... he has met several people who were not strictly human]
... I am acquainted with Professor Raine, she is an intriguing individual...

However, I am not necessarily looking for information at this time, for now I am content in finding out more about the populace of Luceti. There are rather fascinating individuals here.

[Spock thinks for a moment... he is not inclined towards 'small talk'... however, he was legitimately interested to know...]

..May I inquire as to what you do on a regular basis? [Good job Spock... way to ask a girl what she does for a hobby....]

[Fenimore looks at him somewhat blankly, not really up on translating Spock speak.]

Uh -- do you mean like a job? [Because she's kind of a housewife currently, except without the romantic attachment.]

I mean your lifestyle in Luceti in general...I have been curious as to what people due during their stay here...

Sometimes it is difficult to comprehend a 'regular life' while being held captive in this place.

Ah. [She still has mixed feelings on that. When she first arrived, she had been angry over people living normal lives despite being captives. These days, she's been trying to ignore the captivity part as hard as she can.]

I...guess I'm busy looking after a couple of my housemates, mostly. I mean, I swim in the summer. I bead, I go on walks, I eat Grune's baking. Sometimes, I read a little. [Mostly comics what a nerd.] I...guess you aren't going to learn that much about life in this captivity from me. I just try to keep my head down and keep out of trouble. For being captives, it's easy to pretend that everything is normal outside of Shifts if you aren't the sort of person who can change these kinds of things.

Pretend....[Spock's voice is contemplative...]

It is rather...difficult to pretend for a Vulcan, and though it is illogical, I have been craving a bit of normalcy. [Spock looks away from Fenimore for a moment...

It's Halloween right? Things being 'difficult' is an understatement for Spock...

Spock then gives Fenimore another look...] You have a rather soothing presence Miss Fenimore. I am a touch-telepath, as well as an empathic being... being around those who have no control over their emotions when I am tired can be quite the...challenge.

[She will pretend that she doesn't ever lose control of her emotions she is totally like this all the time.]

I'm really not sure what a...touch te-le-path is, [her pronounciation of "telepath" is pretty rough, since it's not a word she uses a lot or ever] but if you don't deal with emotional people well, I can see how you would want to have long convsersations with her. [Fenimore feels like Grune wouldn't react to the end of the world with anything more intense than an "oh my."]

...And...thanks, I guess. [For saying she has a soothing presence. He probably just meant it as a fact, but she chooses to take it as a compliment.]

[Spock's mouth twitches in a half-smile...]

A touch telepath is one who is able to read the thoughts and emotions of another through physical touch. It is a biological trait among Vulcans. Do you or your people have any specific 'powers'?

[Okay, that startles her.]

Nothing as strange as -- you can read minds?

[She makes a note to herself to try not to touch Spock. Also her first statement is blatant lies. Her people have plenty of weird powers. She just keeps very quiet about them.]

Indeed?

Having the ability to read minds seems rather... tame in comparison to what others' are capable of doing here in Luceti...

However, in regards to your own people, can you give me an example?

[He...sort of has a point. She knows there are some pretty weird people out there, but actual mind-reading is something she wasn't expecting. But she will just concentrate on the second part.]

My people are just...normal. [Not really a lie. Just like a human would use a human as a baseline for what abilities are normal, she uses Ferines as her standard for normal. But she knows that isn't the point.] Well, I guess most of us are pretty good swimmers. My village was by the water -- we fish, mostly.

["Pretty good swimmers" is a bit of an understatement when they can breathe underwater and the average Ferines can outswim nearly any human. And the correlation is backward to what she is implying -- they do a lot of fishing because they live near the water, rather than living near the water because their economy is based on fishing. But it is also almost true. She will just hope he won't touch her and read her mind about, though it mightn't be exactly hard to realize that she may be hiding something by the way she is being a little awkward.]

I was raised on a desert planet... large bodies of waters were scarce... thus my people do not... swim.

[That's right... Spock just said he couldn't swim.]

Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.

[And she certainly sounds like she means it, not even thinking that it could be taken badly that she pities him for being born in a desert. She can't even imagine growing up so far from water. It sounds like a terrible fate.]

Do not be 'sorry'... I took pleasure in my home as you took pleasure in yours...

However, I would be amenable to learning...

[Spock turns his attention to Fenimore.]

Are you able to teach others how to swim?

[Once again, Fenimore gets awkward/nervous over an innocuous question.]

Ah, well, I'm...not really a teacher or anything. I just...know how.

[Spock's amusement gleams in his eyes... it is fascinating how much certain individuals want to hide when in a place like this.

No matter, they were nearing their destination.

Spock looks up at the building, then turns his attention to his companion once more.]

Here you are Miss Fenimore, we shall part ways here. [He lifts his hand in a Ta'al.] Peace and long life till next we meet.

[...That's a weird way to wave to someone. She awkwardly waves back, though she doesn't really do anything with her hand as she doesn't get the significance of the spread fingers.]

...See you. Uh. Peace and long life to you, too.

[Spock nods at Fenimore, turns and walks away.]

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Action - I always forget when doing walking threads that they eventually reach their destination XD;

All good things must come to an end unfortunately~ but that was a blast~ ^_^